Crepuscularity Monday

I laugh at myself too she told me once, until all the others join in. Then I look away, I walk away sometimes.... I fold in on me. Become small as possible and thin, and then I get forgotten she said then I'm just a shadow then a line that becomes the edge of something that's far more important. All gone - just an edge. No color left. A hint. She told me this. More than once in fact.